rollercoAster Lyrics

(Benny, why do you smoke so many backwoods?)

(Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny)

(Duke Benny) (I'm back, I'm back)

Aye, yeah I told her hold up

I'm waiting for you, I got one rolled up

She want to ride it like a rollercoaster

I told her hold up

Don't let it slow up, my pockets swole up

I touch on her, she drip on me just like a coaster

Aye, what the fuck you think this is hoe

I'm riding around hitting the blunt, just with the tints low

I asked her how low can you go, just like the Limbo

She give me brain, cuz she too nerdy like she Winslow

When shit get sturdy, who you really hit a lick for?

I'm in the club I shoot my shot, but not a trench coat

She said she'll fuck me with her friend, cuz they be this close

I'd never hit a bitch, but dammit I be this close

To get a holy matrimony, I'll need six hoes

Wearing they finest, when they rolling about six rows

Of backwoods, while they licking two and they just tuck four

And when they done I make them lil biddies just touch toes

Well dammit, take my head and put it up on Rushmore

And when you get a little money, want a ton more

I got a lot of honey bunnies on the bus though

But drop the top, I'm trying to let that fucking sun show

I got a lot of shit to prove, no need to rush home

But Duke, the shit is in my name, that's what I does for

But if your shit is really great, then what you rush for?

That shit is running through my veins just like the blunt though

My veins is sticker than sap that's on the maple tree

They can not flow like me, it makes it easy for them to hate on me

Is it cuz I got that cape on me, well maybe it's just Maybelline

And maybe it's that vacancy, they can't control that latency

Well, maybe it's the bakery, that cake is not the same to me

That game is out of range, and your new rifle got no aim you see

It's like my cadence be, way to hard ain't got no blame for me

I'm still gone hit the target through the rain, I'll do it aimlessly

(Duke Benny) (I'm back, I'm back)

Aye, yeah I told her hold up

I'm waiting for you, I got one rolled up

She want to ride it like a rollercoaster

I told her hold up

Don't let it slow up, my pockets swole up

I touch on her, she drip on me just like a coaster

Aye, I hit it far just like the back nine

She caught me flirting with some bitches, it's a bad time

It got her thinking in her head, "Oh, is she that fine?"

Don't worry baby, teaching game just like a rabbi

I got a lot of shit to say, like if you have time

I see you scrolling through your phone like, what a sad life

That ass be poking on the gram, oh yeah is that right?

But that's the type of shit that makes you bitches bad wives

But she say "Benny, none of y'all gone really act right"

I seen her in the club, she grinding like a half pipe

I've seen some independent shawties live a sad life

They started fucking with the kid, you getting baptized

I drank that shit right out the fifth, I gotta act right

The shit I say might team them up, just like the Fab Five

She say I get her high, just really like the slab might

She tipped me out to take her home, just like a cab ride

I weighted it up and shipped it off, I got to pack tight

Cuz when the plane be taking off, it better stack right

And when the money coming back it better stack high

I'm looking at it thinking damn, that shit be Shaq height

(Benny, why do you smoke so many backwoods?)

(Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny)